This, in itself, is not big news. In the eight years I've been full-time, this would be my sixth shift. Moving us around keeps the job fresh. Despite the fact it's the exact same business, every Beer Store in unique unto itself.
For instance, the one I landed in is much slower than the last one... and frankly, that was a pretty awesome Christmas present in itself. But this store isn't exactly unfamiliar to me as I started there in 2005, went back there in 2011 for a short time and now have returned there for a third (and triumphant - my word and no one else's) time! It's at the north end of the subdivision I grew up in and where my Mom still lives. So I am like The Ghost of Store 2055. My spirit continues to return and haunt it. Those poor bastards.
But since I was there relatively recently, there's a core staff still working there when I last was. That includes the senior full-timer, Trishan, who basically runs the joint for our manager, Jeff. You see, Jeff is a multi-location manager, overseeing five different stores so he pops in weekly to do paperwork, prop up spirits and make sure his ships are sailing smoothly. With Trishan at the helm, he has less-than-zero worries. And Josh came to the store back in 2010 or so when he left the Fort Erie Beer Store to become a student at nearby Sheridan College.
And then there's Jonny, our big lovable goofball, who happens to be the younger brother of my last coworker, Jay-Dawg. Now Jonny and I go back almost as far as Jay-Dawg and me. And Jonny happens to be this blog's Number One Cheerleader from its inception in June 2013. "You wanna know what's great about your blog?" Johnny told me with no small amount of enthusiasm a couple of weeks back. "I sit down on the john in the morning and it's the perfect length. When I finish the blog, I'm also done on the toilet." I wish I could tell you that was the strangest thing he said to me that week. But it probably wasn't. That boy cracks me up.
But when Josh heard I was coming to the store, he texted me to ask if I wanted to be part of their Secret Santa. "Absolutely," I texted back and in the end, Josh very wisely paired me with Jonny. Now I would say Jonny is a little bit ahead of where his brother Jay was in terms of craft love lovin' when Jay and I reconnected at the Beer Store a couple of years back. But in the space of less than a year, Jay went from drinking macro... to pales ales... to IPAs... to Imperial IPAs and finally, sours. His tastes advanced that quickly. These days, if you hand Jay a macro, he'd graciously say thank you and wait until you turned around before he puts it back in the fridge. So by simple association with his brother and the fact that their condos in Burlington are just one floor apart, Jonny has started drinking and loving craft. Mostly because that's what Jay always has in the fridge and historically, little brothers love to mooch free beer. (Mine did.)
Since the Secret Santa limit was $20, I simply popped into the LCBO and grabbed him six different crafties, ranging from a french vanilla porter to IPAs. Turns out Jonny was also my Secret Santa so I got all pale ales and IPAs. That worked out well. In fact, he was pumped to hear I had never had (or heard of) a Sextant Craft Brewing Why So Sirious? Pale Ale. "Yes!" he exclaimed, "I got you one you've never had! You know how hard that is?" He makes a valid point. For the record, a sextant is a much fancier compass that ships used in the old days to chart distances based on their relative point from, say, a known star to the horizon. Those old sea captains weren't all wooden legs, hooks for hands and "Arrrr, Billy."
Wang Chung's Dance Hall Days was in poor Derrick's head but he didn't know what the song was called. So he came to me because well, I'm old and remember the 80s. |
So for the past couple of weeks, I've been getting to know the other, newer part-timers and they seem like a great group of young 'uns. Anna excitedly told me all the details of her five-year-old son's Holiday Pageant for his Kindergarten class. Poor Nicole got a taste of me bringing back my empties. I wait until my trunk is full and then wheel them in. Usually nine full cases of six-packs or flats of cans and 20-plus scattered bombers. I told her with a straight face that it was a week's worth of beer so she's quite worried about me already. And then there's Matty, the son of one of Oakville's most senior full-timers. We were joking around one day when he suddenly stopped and said with a huge grin, "That's NOT cool, Donny!" I would hear that multiple times when I was in the back and he was near the mic at the cash.
But it was Derrick who presented me with my earliest challenge.
I recently grabbed some Beau's Lug Tread Lagered Ale. I hadn't had one in a couple of years and forgot how good this beer is... |
So while all is going exceptionally well with my brand new brew crew, it's time we talked about beer. And I want to start today with an oldie but goodie - Beau's All Natural Lug Tread Lagered Ale.
Okay, an excellent start for the budding Sextant Craft Brewing team. Their Why So Sirius? Pale Ale would make an excellent crossover beer for those now switching from macros to craft beers... |
Okay, let's look at that Sextant Craft Brewing beer Jonny got me as my Santa. Now Sextant is a new brewery, created by husband and wife team, Dave Wingfelder and Cindy Eveline, back in February and the Why So Sirius? was their inaugural beer. While presently contract-brewing, the pair is looking to open their own brewery perhaps as early as next year. At 4.8% and 33 IBUs (international bitterness units), the Sirius has some nice light citrus on the nose and a light touch of tropical fruit on the tongue. Great little beer, great start and I wish this was around when I was introducing Jay to pale ales. Also, I really like that can's design - very cool looking with its space theme.
For starters, look at the head on this bad boy and yes, I poured it properly in a clean glass. Aside from being an exceptionally good session IPA, the lacing on this beer is the best I've seen. |
Okay, next up, I pitted one red ale against another - a Canadian versus an American - because I have much love for red ales. In the Canuck corner was Cowbell Brewing's (Blyth, Ontario) Doc Perdue's Bobcat West Coast Red Ale against Oskar Blues Brewing (Lyons, Colorado) G'Knight Imperial Red IPA. I assumed the Imperial IPA would take this but hey, life throws you curves sometimes. In the end, I actually preferred the Doc Perdue's Bobcat (shown in the glass above). At 5.5% and around 40-45 IBUs, it gave you both the caramel of a red and the citrus of a pale ale on the nose with a deep, rich, hoppy finish on the tongue. To be honest, I was a little surprised the G'Knight was an Imperial because even at 8.7% and 60 IBUs, I found the hops far too muted, leaving this tasting more like a strong red ale. It was still very good, mind you, just not what I was expecting. Lots of caramel on the nose, dark fruits (plums, prunes) on the tongue, this was a great red ale, if not an Imperial IPA. No matter, it was good and their regular IPA fared far better with me so I'll look at it soon.
Another beer I got that I've never had from Jonny's Santa Gift Bag was Stone Brewing's (Escondido, California) Go To IPA, their session IPA, which is kinda funny because I put the same beer in his gift bag. Bit of a fluke. His assessment since he drank his first? "That Stone beer was great!" Indeed, it was exactly that but let me elaborate a little more. It's a sensible 4.8% with an insanely high 68 IBUs, meaning it's one of the hoppiest session ales I've ever had. There is no way you'd peg this as a sessioner. Citrus and tropical fruit on the nose with pine, pine and more pine on the tongue. Insanely tasty. It's like Stone realized there were three NHL hockey teams in California and figured, "Holy crap, we better put out a session IPA so hockey fans can watch the entire game!" Once again, Stone can brew no wrong.
Well, as I told you, the rest of the week will be filled with Best of 2016 lists because that's the cliche all beer writers follow at year end but hey, it's good to honour the best, I think. Just one man's opinion on beers but I have had some beauties this year. So guys and dolls, that's it, that's all and I am outta here. Until, well, a day or two from now, I remain, as always...
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